I was a kid.
My holiday is like, stayin at home
, everyday -___- I only went out twice after i came back from Kuching. I became a good girl:D. Cause i usually went out several times per week and then my mami was like :" you naughty girl, how many times do you wanna hang out with your friends? See them everyday in school not enough a?" Well, to my parents, several times means hundred times . I guaranteed that my parents wouldn't off to bed if i haven't get home before twelve. Friends said that i'm popular of being a Cinderella. Every night when i hang out with them, I would be watching my time very carefully, or even got panic if i see the clock strikes to twelve(or maybe before an hour). I was 18 and my dadi mami still treated me like a baby. *I hate that feeling* But now, 19 year old me, muahahahahaha !!
I've got more freedom than before. Oh yeaa 
I'm waiting for my dinner now. Mami's in the kitchen frying poor fishy.
He/she must be burning now, kesian.
I'll back to my blog when i'm free kay. Take care everyone 